by Gossamer on September 9th, 2009, 8:55 pm
Sir Vaktru smiled. "Well, now that is all taken care of, lets take you on a tour, find you a room off my suite, and get you down to the armory. You will need some basic equipment." Truthfully, the injured knight didn't seem in any shape to be on his feet for too long. However, he gave no indication as he nodded his thanks to both the receptionist and the other knight there. "So, You are from farm stock. I can appreciate that. I am too. I was the seventh son of twin brothers that both had too many boys and not enough land. My father used to joke it would have been ever so helpful of me to be born a girl. They'd been trying for six children to have a girl for my mother's sake. They needed help cooking. Needless to say, I grew up being better than average at cooking, trying to make up for that one comment. But I just wasn't cut out to be a farmer. I was more of the mindset of making the land safer. But I didn't join the knights until my younger sister - the daughter my parents always wanted - was killed in a boarder raid by a roaving band of brigades from Sunberth. The light in my parents eyes died that day... along with our crops. They set the whole of our fields and operations on fire. There was no outpost of Syliran Knights close enough to go after them. Needless to say, I've sent the last ten years making sure that doesn't happen to another farm family around here. And we have made really good inroads in spreading out our influence. Sylira is a lot safer now, for certain." He said, then glanced at Jarek as he lead him out of the offices, and down another wing that branched off from there.
Two corridors later - Jarek was starting to see how expansive the castle actually was - they came to a commons area that had a multitude of knights lounging around seemingly off duty. "You'll spend a good deal of time here in the commons, especially if you do not have a family." Sir Vaktru said as he greeted a few of the ones he knew and moved past. The commons had a kitchen (its very own!) attached and another area full of tables were several knights played cards and diced. Otherwise, many just seemed to be relaxing and enjoying each others company. "There are privies attached to each suite. You'll be allowed to use ours. Bathing is downstairs in the Soothing Waters. There's no charge for knights. And I expect you to report for training and duty on your schedule which will be assigned you. Every squire does chores as well in their off time... working in the stables, kitchens, and learning the operation inside and out." He paused then, nodded to himself, then glanced over at Jarek. "Do you have a mount? And can you ride. If not we need to remedy that immediately too... so riding lessons onto that list as well." He said, knowing if Jarek could ride, he probably hadn't had any exposure to mounted combat, which would be part of his riding lessons as well.
After walking by the commons, they passed four more doors before they came to a suite. It had Sir Vaktru's name on it and he walked right through the front doors and into a small reception area. Four doors plus the main corridor into his chambers lead off the reception. "One belongs to my housekeeper, one to my houndmaster. I am also in charge of the hounds here. The other two are empty. One was my.... belonged to my son." He said softly, then nodded towards the main hallway. "My rooms are down there. Please try to respect my privacy unless its urgent. I will do the same for you. All meals we take together in the commons. That will be on your schedule." He said, then turned, allowing Jarek a minute to leave his things so they could go down to the armory and get him some equipment. "If you leave your things here, you can select which room you want later."
With that, they were off again, walking back the way they came until they reached a door that ran off the main hallway labeled 'stairs'. Taking them gingerly, the Syliran Knight moved downward until they were once more on the ground floor in some private sector of the castle well away from the fourth tiers infamous bazaar. Two turns later, and they were in a the back doors of The Ironworks. "We'll get you custom fitted for armor, order it, and then head back towards the armory to get you a sword or whatever weapons you might need. Now, what sort of armor do you prefer?" He asked, not knowing if Jarek knew how to answer that question or not.